War. Or...near enough to it. An enemy, a terrorist that wanted to cause an incident, set off an explosion in the seat of Piltover's government. My mother is a Councilwoman, and she was there, as were my best friend, and his partner, alongside other dignitaries.

[She squares her shoulders, looking away from Dimitri and out over the garden.]

There is a very real possibility that my people will be going to war with the people they were trying to reach an arrangement with. As well as a neighboring nation of Noxus, as there was an ambassador in the city.

[She huffs.]

There may not be much home for me to bring back, and yet I am torn. Yima's promise of a new world could provide a chance at a better world, one with real progress. But that would mean condemning the fractured one I came from.